"There you are Sara." Catherine said when she found her.

"Hey Cath." Sara looked up.

"Do you have any idea who the target was yet?"

"The surveillance cameras didn't get much, they were at the wrong angle. So Archie is building me a virtual reconstruction. Putting everything together. We'll see what we get from that. I've been looking at the backgrounds Brass pulled together, but I'm think it was something to do with the Blackjack dealer. Have you got a name on the shooter?"

"Lionel Judas, from St John's Canada. He was jailed for committing fraud to fund a gambling debt."

"Let me guess he was playing Blackjack last night."

"Not as far as I know. I checked the surveillance cameras, he walked in with his hand over his wound and went straight to the oyster bar and started shooting."

"But he could have been in earlier."

"He's been running up debts at some of the other casinos in town but not the Stratosphere."

"There goes my motive." Sara said.

"I'll get the surveillance footage for the Blackjack table for the night."

"He only started work at 9; one of the other dealers went home sick." Sara pointed out.

"The shooter had to know where he was if he was the target."

"But since he went directly to the oyster bar, someone had to tell the shooter when the blackjack dealer was taking a break and where."

"What was the mom doing there late at night?"

"She went out for a night out with a friend; she'd gone downstairs to use the courtesy phone to call a guy she'd met who was staying at the hotel. Brass talked her she'd gone to see the guy in his room."

"So left the Mom alone and she ends up dead?"

"Yes."

"Maybe there was a hit on the Mom and the night out and the guy was an excuse."

"The shooter had gambling debts, so you're thinking someone paid him to take her out?" Sara questioned.

"It's possible." Catherine guessed.

"I'll look into it."

"I'm still working on who stabbed my guy and why, but you look like you could use some help."

"I'll call Nick he offered."

"I thought they had that case at the New York, New York." Catherine said.

"Guy ordered a drink that ended up being made with ginger ale, but he had a severe ginger allergy. Throat swells up; he chokes right on the craps table."

"That's interesting, haven't heard of a ginger allergy before."

"Neither had I. Warrick went to help Grissom with the hit and run." Sara explained.

"Get Nick to help, I'll let you know if I find out any more." Catherine told her.

"I will."

TBC

A/N: I know it's really short, but I'm coming down with something and don't feel up to writing anymore today.